The Vicar of WakefieldFrederick Warne, 1871 - 286 pagina's |
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acquainted amusing appeared Author Book bound in cloth Burchell catgut character CHARLES NORDHOFF child cloth extra comfort continued cried my wife crown 8vo daughter dear Dr Johnson Edition eldest elegant entertainment Flamborough fortune friendship gentleman gilt edges girls give going Goldsmith guilt happy heart Heaven HISTORY OF SCOTLAND honest honour hope horse Hugh Miller JACOB ABBOTT Jenkinson Juvenile Budget Opened knew letter live Livy look madam Manetho manner married miseries Miss Wilmot morning neighbour never night NIMMO'S observed OLIVER GOLDSMITH Olivia once pain papa passion PATRICK FRASER TYTLER perceived pleasure Poetical poor postchaise present prison promise received replied resolved rest returned seemed sister soon Sophia squire Stories stranger sure tell thee things Thornhill's thou took town Traveller Vicar of Wakefield virtue Whitminster wretched young lady
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Pagina 11 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Pagina 57 - Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. " Here, to the houseless child of want, My door is open still ; And, though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will...
Pagina 22 - I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly. I accordingly went as soon as I was dressed, and found that his landlady had arrested him for his rent, at which he was in a violent passion. I perceived that he had already changed my guinea, and had got a bottle of madeira and a glass before him.
Pagina 61 - No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true : The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Pagina 149 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy ? What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, is — to die.
Pagina 22 - How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure! Still to ourselves in every place consign'd, Our own felicity we make or find : * With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy.
Pagina 22 - I received one morning a message from poor Goldsmith that he was in great distress, and as it was not in his power to come to me, begging that I would come to him as soon as possible. I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly. I...
Pagina 76 - I perceived his sisters mighty busy in fitting out Moses for the fair ; trimming his hair, brushing his buckles, and cocking his hat with pins. The business of the toilet being over, we had at last the satisfaction of seeing him mounted upon the colt, with a deal box before him to bring home groceries in. He had on a coat made of that cloth called thunder and lightning, which, though grown too short, was much too good to be thrown away.
Pagina 59 - A wretch forlorn," she cried; "Whose feet unhallow'd thus intrude Where Heaven and you reside. " But let a maid thy pity share, Whom love has taught to stray ; Who seeks for rest, but finds despair Companion of her way.
Pagina 42 - ... friendship, we all bent in gratitude to that Being who gave us another day. This duty being performed, my son and I went to pursue our usual industry abroad, while my wife and daughters employed themselves in providing breakfast, which was always ready at a certain time. I allowed half an hour for this meal, and an hour for dinner ; which time was taken up in innocent mirth between my wife and daughters, and in philosophical arguments between my son and me.